Ominous Goat

A goats head effigy hangs in the shadows

Upon a post of rotting wood

Abruptly embers form atop the figure

Bursting into cackling flames

The darkness retreats in fear of the light

With the blankets of darkness taken off

It can be seen

At the base of the now turning pole

Is a pentagram

Glowing a bloodcurdling crimson

Beyond the circle lies mounds

Of decaying corpses

And atop the highest mountain of death

He stands

Baphomet